That's the worst of doctors. They are so keen about the body, but they don't study the soul at all.

There is no such thing as time for those who are happy. For the others - there is nothing else.

If you didn't sit with your head in the clouds so perpetually you wouldn't get so many shocks.

People have a way of thinking that everything is finished when the very best of all may yet be in store.

there was not a tree on the place, only the horrible prickly pear bushes thrusting out their distorted arms as if exulting in their own nakedness.

Death is the opening-and the closing-of a Door.

That's the worst of doctors. They are so keen about the body, but they don't study the soul at all.